all that is to say

but it is in my head and am i compelled to realise it, so it is my silmarillion, my tempelos

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i am quite confused, not quite getting the idea of it

Sun, 02 Nov 2025 22:11:24

I know that if I try to make this entry any more than it is I will ruin it.

It's

dusk

in a snowy forest and I'm playing with a fox.
It bites my wrist but there is only a dull ache.
I feel that it wants to say sorry but can't. I die.

I'm in a crowded lift and a girl I've never met tells me she thinks she might love me.
The lift won't stop at any floor, and I can't talk in front of all these people.

Style

Thank you, Jack

i haven't read 100 book s so i'm probably not getting the depth of all of what you're saying

what do you think my name is

Sun, 02 Nov 2025 21:54:03

its good short few pages

propensity within someone

barren land

no longer writing in the third person

hiding from the rain

my watchlater reached its limit years ago and now i have to create a playlist for each new topic im interested in but it is incredibly hard to create the taxonomy of knowledge because everything seems to be everything else because at the end it is what you get from it that matters not what is given

yeah people dont get it they assume its ahnaf

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